Getting to that point where I feel worthless in a sea of people. Nothing about my personality seems special or important or my existance is going to change anything. I cant go to school till summer full time, so I have to scramble and find odd jobs till then. I love where I am living, but constantly feel like a burden, or a leech. I find myself sleeping a whole lot more. I feel lonely but supremely anxious within the company of other people. I am always stressed. Oh…wait…winters here. No wonder fucking why.
totalitarian dystopian future lit is like “what if the government got so powerful that all the bad stuff that’s already happening ALSO HAPPENED TO WHITE PEOPLE?”
Gentrification is real
If I could start again, a million miles away
I would keep myself, I would find a way
Johnny Cash- Hurt
aka the saddest fucking song in existance